[=darkgreen]It started out so ordinary...I found Ourania besides a sleeping mini-deer, casting pelt spells. At first, I assumed she was peacocking (which seems cruel, on a mini-deer), until she passed that pelt by with only a shake of her head. It turns out my friend was aiding her, and I joined in until we had it! The deer rose and thanked us, and soon Sage appeared on the scene to join our group...
Which was disrupted when Oura left, and the deer we aided went back to sleep...

Leaving a fawn, Sage, and myself. My heart beat faster, my head felt hot, light and heavy at once....
And the world began to turn around me, the sky, the trees, her features all twirling around, in a world that seemed distant and removed. Only Sage remained, just barely, in my focus as I felt so small and overwhelmed by the sky.... It was then I realized...Regardless of what I say, regardless of what I do...I care for Sage. It was a strange thought to have, then: but it seemed to me that just being near her sent me somewhere in a lighter air, filling my lungs with the aether of her scent. I whirl about to chase it -- to chase her, ever-spinning center of the world...

This was the point where I realized that what I was feeling was not love, but rather some manner of vertigo-inducing fever. I realized this when I collapsed into a shaking pile, passed out on the ground.
I tried to rouse myself again, but the world merely kept spinning until I could not maintain my grip on my stomach's contents (to put it delicately), and collapsed again.

After a while, I awoke again to find the spinning had stopped. Sage was sitting beneath a tree, watching over me...But no sooner had I wobbled my way to her did I faint once more. Flitting back into conciousness took a little less time, but...My vision made no sense. I am pretty sure there were not two of me there -- though maybe there was. I only know what I saw, but my phantom went away after a while. He had looked at me so disapprovingly...